The Journey of the Mafia Boss Love
Chapter 32

Now, that cold face turned into the face of someone who was extremely frightened. Aqilla returned her embrace, rubbing her back slowly.

" Come, let go of all the turmoil you feel, sir."

" Don't go, don't stay away from me." Akhtar's voice still sounded bitter to Aqilla.

Is this what the lady said? The other side of Akhtar? Was it so heavy a burden that he had to endure all this time? Inner Aqilla.

" Sir, are you doing it? Here, have some warm tea." Tea water previously made by Haykal.

Akhtar slowly let go of his embrace, receiving a badminton filled with warm tea water from Aqilla. Slowly he took a sip, the gaze of those eyes still blank.

" Don't go, don't stay away from me. " Akhtar looked at Aqilla's face.

" Hem, sir. Don't ever think like that, we'll deal with it together huh." Aqilla clasped Akhtar's hand.

Hearing the words of Aqilla, made Akhtar show a smile even though it was a little forced. However, over time the gaze became very sharp. The hand that Aqilla had originally held, now turned around to grip her neck very firmly.

" Ekhh sir, it hurts." Aqilla.

" Father lady ja**lang, you lied to me huh!! You just target all my possessions, and then you leave all you want. You think I'll just let you go, huh! Never will JOANA!!!." Shouted Akhtar.

Aqilla's breath was already very tight, the grip was getting tighter.

" That's sir. A A Aqi Aqilla!!!." Stammered voice.

Those eyes stared slowly and loosened the grip on Aqilla's neck, at which point Akhtar rewinded himself until his back hit the wall.

" A a what su sa I've done?" Look at her shaking hands.

Regardless of the pain in his neck, Aqilla immediately embraced Akhtar's body and tried to calm him down. Like a mother who persuades her child, lovingly.

" Don't remember the pride you didn't want, sir. Try to make peace with the past, because your future is still long. You can definitely rearrange it, into a beautiful story for the life to come. " Slowly Aqilla took off her embrace, looking at Akhtar's face gently as well as a soothing smile.

Haykal became a loyal audience, from various dramas, actions and dramas melow romance. It made him confused, his eyes were no longer virgin.

Aahhh, the true fate of singles like me this. Seeing various romantic actions that are spiced with fights, really makes this brain out of sync with the eyes. Moreover, this is my own brother, willing to help but get bullied. No help, what the world will say. They are stupid, they like it. Just be careful if later ask for my help, I will ask for a big reward. Nyahok-nyahok deh lu on. Inner Haykal, he then went back into the room.

Aqilla finally realized, that behind the stubbornness, the cold attitude of Akhtar. Kept a deep trauma, as strong as anything Akhtar did to forget the trauma. It would be futile, there was no support from those closest to him. The family he loved so much, even more to make it worse. Only Amirah, Akhtar's mother, always supported him. It also always get various threats from Papa and her brother, so that the Mama does not patronize Akhtar.